Wudang sweeps the tunnel, awakens full-level comprehension at the beginning

Chapter 162
"No, if you want to see the old man, you have to break the Zhenlong chess game before you can enter. Doesn't Grandmaster Lu know how to play chess?"

joke.

Could it be that Wu Yazi is a foolish old man who wants to rely on the old to sell the old?
Hearing this, Su Xinghe hurriedly knelt down in the cave.

Stopping a congenital master, not to mention whether the three melons of the Xiaoyao Sect are qualified enough.

This sentence alone can make Tianzun Palace hostile to Xiaoyao.

Lu Heng thought for a while, stared at the cave for a while, and said, "For the sake of my martial arts knowledge from Xiaoyaozi, how difficult is it to break this Zhenlong chess game? It's interesting and interesting."

Say it.

Lu Heng turned around and wanted to leave.

Su Xinghe slightly calmed down the shock in his heart.

Lu Heng can easily subdue Ding Chunqiu, he has already received information from Xue Muhua, and he knows that the Life and Death Talisman is the method of his uncle Tianshan Child Elder Wu Xingyun, and it is also a free and easy martial art.

Moreover, a master with such a brilliant record is not something that the Xiaoyao faction can resist now.

Seeing Lu Heng returning without saying a word, he looked at the chess game.

Su Xinghe didn't dare to neglect, the chess players who used to play didn't want to miss this opportunity to meet the old senior.

Duan Yu ended up in failure.

Qiao Feng also stepped forward to try, but neither of them fell into that weird illusion.

At this time, Lu Heng's eyes seemed to be shining.

[You carefully observe the Zhenlong chess game, stimulate your full-level comprehension, comprehend the mantra of the inner demon, and automatically deduce it to perfection! 】

[Note: This secret technique is a spiritual fantasy. If the host asks someone a question, releasing the mantra can awaken the other party's demons. 】

interesting.

Spiritual illusion, inner demon mantra?

"Such a grand event, how can there be no monk!"

Suddenly a person came from the outside and landed in front of the chess board by virtue of his superb lightness kung fu.

It just so happened that Murong Fu also picked up the white stones and wanted to drop them.

"Great monk, it's you!"

"Jumozhi, Tubo national teacher!"

Duan Yu couldn't help but blurt out.

Jiumozhi doesn't know Lu Heng at all, so it's better to come early than coincidentally.

Put your palms together and salute your surroundings.

"It's the little monk, Duan Shizi, we meet again, it is really destined."

"Master Murong, why don't we borrow this chessboard for a game?"

Murong Fu snorted, as if he didn't bother to talk to Jiumozhi, the reason for their enmity was because of Duan Yu.

Suzaku just wanted to make a move.

Lu Heng waved his hand.

Seeing this person, Shaolin Temple Xuannan's expression also changed a little.

But anyway, the two played against each other.

Since Lu Heng didn't intervene, he, an eminent monk of Shaolin Temple, didn't dare to overstep.

Su Xinghe smiled, motioned for the two to start, and sat on the wall to watch.

In Lu Heng's eyes, the two were not competing in chess, but in martial arts on a chessboard.

Like crazy, Murong Fu's eyes were bloodshot, Jiumozhi was not much better.

The real environment made the two of them look like martial arts masters, fighting each other in the air, each holding a stick and making a move.

There are back and forth, but they break into the illusion arranged by the other party and cannot extricate themselves.

"puff!"

I couldn't hold back a bite.

Murong Fu took three steps back, spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were crazy and terrifying, he pushed Bao BuTong and Feng BoE away, and swung his sword indiscriminately.

Najiumozhi's eyes were dull, but he still had a bit of Buddhism, he swallowed blood, and his eyes gradually recovered.

"Murong Fu, you can't even win against me, and you still want to compete in the Central Plains. Are you worthy? It's better to die now than embarrassing your Murong family."

Seeing this, Qiao Feng snorted coldly.

The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms swung half of their palm strength and knocked away the long sword in Murong Fu's hand.

"Qiao Feng, beggar gang, good work, how about you and I fighting the last time, there are no more than one person in this world who can draw with me."

If he hadn't met Lu Heng, Qiao Feng might have believed it.

In the world alone, there are more than ten famous seniors who have broken through the innate barriers.

A mere Tubo monk, sitting in a well watching the sky.

Disappointed, Lu Hengda shook his head and said, "It's good to teach him a lesson."

"I'm talking to Qiao Feng, who are you, you deserve to step in between me and him!"

"Shut up, be careful, Jiumozhi, you can see clearly, this is my Duan Yu's master, Lu Heng, Master of the Heavenly Venerable Hall!"

Jiumozhi was once blocked by Xuanwu of Tianzun Palace, and with his current strength at the peak of Houtian, he has never stepped into Xiantian, and he still wants to fight Lu Heng, it is simply a dream.

However, Qiao Feng has not yet attained innate talent, so he can only be regarded as a master of the world. If Lu Heng imparts the Nine Suns Divine Art and the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms, his ability will overwhelm Jiumozhi.

"It turned out that it was Lu Zongshi face to face, and the little monk was rude. Those who don't know are not to blame. Qiao Feng, let's go over there and fight."

Jiumozhi felt horrified in his heart, he was slightly injured just by looking at him, it was definitely not something he could fight.

At this moment, no one is daring to break the Zhenlong chess game.

Lu Heng said coldly: "You kidnapped my apprentice, and Duan Yu will report the debt by himself in the future. As for your rudeness, I believe you have already suffered."

Jiumozhi was not stupid, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

Lu Heng punished him and let him go. After all, the shadow of a famous tree, besides, outsiders can't see Jiumozhi's martial arts, but he and Suzaku can.

This is clearly a small formless skill.

"Thank you, Master Lu, for your kindness. From now on, I will wait for Mr. Duan to visit me."

Duan Yu didn't care when he heard this.

The current him, hurt by love, was eager to find Duan Zhengchun and ask if he and Wang Yuyan were born of the same father.

Besides, in Wang Yuyan's eyes, only her cousin Murong Fu, there is no shadow of him.

Lu Heng walked to the chessboard, looked at Su Xinghe, and said, "If this broken chess game is broken, can I go see Wu Yazi?"

"This is natural, the rules set by my master, please forgive me, Master Lu."

"Simple, let's go!"

When the black chess moves, the white chess moves accordingly.

Su Xinghe became more and more surprised as he went down, Lu Heng never got into any trouble.

"Hey, Master Lu made a typo, how could he be swallowed by this big dragon?"

"The horse stumbled. Master Lu doesn't seem like a person who can't play chess. Even the old monk admires the method just now."

People outside the arena, seeing this, still don't understand what it means.

When Lu Heng dropped the last white piece, Su Xinghe's hand holding the piece started to tremble.

"Why don't you come down?"

People who know chess can't penetrate it, and after losing just now, they all have some insights from each other.

the other side.

Qiao Feng is competing with Jiumozhi.

The scene is also quite hot and amazing.

"Let's die and come back to life, take a step back and open up the sea and the sky!"

"It's you, Senior Su, who got the picture. Master Lu can actually understand this truth. No wonder you can become a congenital at such a young age. This is not a talent but a good intention in your heart."

XuanNan opened his mouth to explain.

It was only then that the surrounding actors realized that there were so many truths in it.

Su Xinghe put down the chess pieces, cupped his hands and bowed to Lu Heng, saying: "Grandmaster Lu, you won, the master is inside, please."

After speaking, Xue Muhua and others led the way, but Su Xinghe took out a dagger from his sleeve and cut off Ding Chunqiu's head in public.

"The great revenge has been avenged, and the few of you can also return to the sect."

"I would like to thank Grandmaster Lu, without him, there would be no day for your return."

"Eight Friends of Hangu, thank Master Lu for his kindness and virtue. If you have an assignment in the future, you will not dare to disobey."

The eight people looked at Lu Heng's back.

The other party seemed not to hear, pushed aside the vines, and entered the cave like that.

"Wu Yazi, you can really pretend. Now that I have broken your chess game, why did you seek me?"

(To be continued)
(End of this chapter)